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For the Term of His Natural Life

CHAPTER III
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She laid her little hand on his big rough one--a sentry is but mortal--and opened her brown eyes at him.
"The hospital," she said.

"The doctor sent me"; and before he could answer, her white figure vanished down the hatch, and passed round the bulkhead, behind which lay the sick man..


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